The young man's head and face on the hospital bed had been covered by sheets, and the originally excited girl fell into silence, Qin Tielin touched her head and said: "Go, go and say goodbye to him, in that case, you have no chance of being spared, he used his life to open a way for your future, maybe it is compensation for him to repay debts, but it is a grace of reinvention for you." ”

She lifted the blanket sheet, looked at the slightly neutral face in front of her and asked in confusion, "Dad, what debt is he paying off, what does he owe us?"

"...... he thinks your mother's departure is his fault. Qin Tielin spoke, his voice ethereal as if it came from the sky.

“....... Is it because of him?"

"I used to think it was ......"

"And now?"

"That's just my escape!"

"Dad, can I escape?"

"I don't want my mistakes to repeat themselves in you, he's a hero......" he said with difficulty "not a clown......"

"It's tiring to live behind someone's back. She said with difficulty.

Although he was on his back, Qin Qin could still feel his father walking towards the door, "Listen to the voice of your own heart, follow her, I am not qualified to interfere with you, because I am not better than you, I still haven't seen it, but when your mother leaves, we should all wake up, instead of dreaming until now....."

Father went out, this is he is leaving time for himself to accept all this, Qin Qin remembered the quarrel with his mother that morning, remembered the expression of his mother when she said to her mother that she never wanted to see you again, remembered that she didn't want to believe that her mother had left and waited rain or shine at the gate of the family courtyard in the past six months, she desperately thought about this, just wanted to hate the person in front of her, so that she could make herself more comfortable, but she found that she couldn't do it, compared to these, what he remembered was the scene when the person in front of him rushed in the terrible fire cave without hesitation, she could see that the little brother in front of her was not very old, and the two of them couldn't even tell who was older when they stood togetherBut when he pounced on himself to protect himself, even if the place was not right, she still felt safe, and in an instant she felt embraced by her mother again, and she cried not because of fear, but because she was lost and regained.

She suddenly felt a sense of despair coming, and she hammered uncontrollably into the young man's chest, "How can you be so willful! Come and go as you want, do you have my consent? Why break into my heart and leave, is it so difficult for me to get back a relative?"

"Answer me, are you deaf?"

"Are you dumb?"

"Don't disappear silently like this, okay?"

"I don't want to have any more regrets! Why don't you understand?"

"You are like this, Mom is like this, Dad doesn't care about me, no one wants to stay with me. ”

"Just give me a little false warmth and leave willfully, any of you who cares about my feelings, I will be a good boy, please come back, come back!!"

"Come back...... Woo....."

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Han Qin felt that he was being hit by a flood of memories, the huge flow of information and the emotions brought by these memories that everyone bringed, impacting his self-consciousness. The brain passively remembers everything, he has never hated it as much as this moment, this is the talent of the hell.

These memories and emotions dominate his thinking, he feels that his consciousness is fading, his personality is in a precarious situation, if there is no accident, he will be reduced to an empty shell without self in the continuous absorption of knowledge, he resists everything that is about to be formed, but all he remembers and maintains of himself is gray, cruel and painful memories, these memories tear his mind like a sharp knife, and eat away at what little reason he has in the midst of internal and external troubles.

A devouring sense of emptiness enveloped his consciousness and pulled him deeper into the darkness. He sank, his resistance getting weaker and weaker.

He was dragged to a large gate by an irresistible will, the smooth stone gate was engraved with a large number of runes, gray vines covered every position of the stone door, the door cracked a crack, countless souls were guided by a figure carrying a lantern to enter it, there was a dead silence, the entry of the soul did not bring out a single ripple, he was also irresistibly sucked there, but he was stuck there where he took out the crack and could not enter, the smooth stone gate surface reflected his appearance, a stretched spiritual thread linked to his body extended into the distance, preventing him from entering the hall behind the gate。 His soul because it carries too many memories, too many feelings, too much knowledge, although he can't enter, but he can see his body on the reflection from the beginning of the sense of nothingness slowly become real, these actual weights pull him towards the door crack like an abyss, dragging his spiritual thread has been stretched straight, as if it will be broken in the next moment, the spiritual thread came with waves of strange fluctuations, injected into his soul, the color of his soul began to differentiate, the vivid blue-green light and the dead gray light, on his soul poured against each other, but it was obvious that gray occupied an absolute advantage。

He floated here, confused, maybe he couldn't get rid of the fate of entering the gate after all, but he felt a voice calling to him, that voice brought a new scene, no longer the gray memory that he desperately remembered, it was the warmth he once felt, everyone in the orphanage stood up and worked hard to live after the trauma, the kind nun and grandmother took them to pray, the raunchy priest made cold jokes that would not make people laugh, and Dr. Han, who always put the patient in his heart, took care of his life, these made him stay, he was immersed in it, and the light gradually became more and more dazzling, illuminating the abyss, but the presence in the gate was no longer willing to waste more time on him, and black chains shot out from inside the gate, locking his soul and dragging him towards the door.

The light in front of him converged into a ball of light, in which he "saw" The person who called him, she was the orphan of Dr. Han, she was the same as him, she longed for the warmth of home, and the same as him longed for the attention and recognition of others, the strong resonance shattered the shackles, his consciousness began to revive, he began to try to contact his body, but the lifeless body could not bind his soul, he tried to reconnect the two, the spiritual thread helped him again, bound his soul and body together, the two colors in the soul poured into his body, he re-entered his body, he felt the stone door suddenly open, and a terrifying breath appeared with the roar of the beast, it let out an angry roar at him, who was already reconnected to his body.

He tried to lift his hand again, but only moved his fingers, and the crying girl who was lying on top of him felt something strange, she straightened up and looked at the fingers that were desperately trying to move, and jerked her head against his chest, and jumped in ecstasy after hearing the heartbeat.

Running outside and calling out to his father, "Dad, come on, he's not dead, he's still alive!"

Qin Tielin was so shocked that the cigarette he was smoking fell to the ground, and he jumped up and walked towards the ward, and called out to the nurses to ask them to find a doctor.

He tried to open his eyes, listened to the noisy environment outside, and saw one after another doctors in white coats trotting over, looking at the smiling girl next to him, his heartbeat unconsciously skipped a beat, and at this moment the sun poured down the window, illuminating her sideburns, and her whole body radiated golden light like an angel, this picture made him feel that this was the most beautiful scene he had ever seen in his life.

He imprinted this image in his mind, and the next moment a tidal wave of exhaustion overwhelmed him, and he slept peacefully.